My name is Sara. I am 38. I am divorced. I have two kids and they are both out of the house. I have always wanted to be a writer, and I stumbled on this site looking for some excitement. And now I want to share my experiences and see how my writing is rated. I hope you enjoy.
I had a pretty normal life as a wife and mother. I never strayed from my husband although after 17 years of marriage he decided too. We had a pretty standard sex life but I was interested in doing more but my ex husband never wanted to try anything new. Our sex life consisted of about three sex positions and never really lasted long. I usually did not cum which is why I would take a “bath” after sex. That is what I told him, but really I went in there with BOB (battery operated boyfriend) which was a waterproof rabbit vibrator that I got from Lelo sex company many years back, and I would finish myself off. There was never any worry of him catching me because he would be asleep immediately after sex like clockwork. It was not that exciting but that was life and I thought that was normal. And only having one boyfriend before he knocked me up when I was 17 I thought that was how sex was for a woman.
So after the divorce sex was something that was on my mind. And my girlfriends knew it cause we would always talk about our sex lives over dinner or coffee. There was only one of my girlfriends that was happy with her sex life, but all the rest of them had the same stories as me. And when I got my divorce they wasted no time telling me that I needed to go out and get laid. I was shy because it had been over 20 years since I had been in that scene. I had never thought I would be having sex with anyone but my husband for the rest of my life. And now I was fantasizing about other men. My girlfriends had lots of ideas that ranged from dating websites all the way to a some stripper party they were telling me about where you can have sex with the strippers on stage. I was not ready for all that. But I was ready to feel a little sexier. I spend the next weeks doing little things here and there like walking around the house naked, wearing very revealing things to go get the mail, and one day I drove all the way home from work with my shirt pulled down below my breasts. It was exhilarating and felt good to be free. It did not take long and I was starting to think about having sex.
I few days later it was a Saturday night and I realized that I was about to sit at the house again like I have done for 20 years. I had no kids at home, I had no one at home to make me stay anymore. I decided that it was time for me to go to the bar and just get a feel for what it was like to be out and about again. I straitened my hair and put on just enough makeup so that you can tell that I wanted to go out but not enough to send the wrong message. I decided to wear a black dress that I have had sitting in the closet for years and never got the chance to wear. It was a low cut spaghetti strap dress that fit tight to my skin and went down to just above my knees. Since I was trying to change a little I went with some black thigh highs and my 5 inch peep toe heels. And I put on some red thong panties with no bra. My breasts were 36C but they hung just a bit after my children. But the dress had support in it so they would look nice. I looked at myself in the mirror and was surprised to find a good looking woman looking back at me. My waist was thinner than my shoulders and hips but not a completely flat stomach. And my butt was a little big but the dress was doing good things. It helped that it was black and took away shadows that us women don’t like. I was feeling good and was hoping to turn at least an eye or two so I could feel a little sexier about myself.